Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Can I Take a Bulldozer Day?

This morning there were real, live, actual bulldozers in front of our house tearing up the sidewalks. Atticus and Norah were so entranced that I truly considered calling into work just so we could watch the action all day. Luckily for my peace of mind, the work crew seems to have moved on shortly after their 7 a.m. show. They're replacing all of the walkways on our street and we appear to be the first intersection on the schedule for each day. Maybe tomorrow we'll get to see the concrete being poured.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Happy Birthday Atticus!

Somebody woke up at 6:30 this morning anticipating his birthday. By 3 p.m., after I'd given up all hope of getting him to nap, he was sitting at the table to wait for his "party" (dinner scheduled with Grandma Bebee for 5 p.m.). I guess if we were wondering how old our kids would have to be to appreciate their birthdays we know our answer now.
Despite my moaning and groaning on Facebook about the difficulties encountered with Betty Crocker, the cake turned out well and Atticus was thrilled with it. The instructions in their online video tutorial were actually pretty easy to follow, they just didn't include information about what to do when you're covered in frosting, you've just dropped a train car, your son comes down from his "nap" to announce that he has to go potty immediately, and you know that leaving the cake will be an invitation to the dog to try it.
Atticus, you are such a precious gift to me and Bapa and we're so grateful to be your parents. You're growing so fast and we're constantly amazed by the skills you gain and the stunts you try. You're sweet and cuddly and the very best brother Norah could ever ask for. We love you Ahdy!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Gravity Will Get You Every Time

Atticus has recently been having a rough time going to bed at night. Most nights have consisted of lots of whining that culminated in one of us cuddling him down to sleep. Therefore, tonight when we could hear him pattering around upstairs but not fussing, we decided to let him do it. The bathroom and office doors were locked and he wasn't waking up Norah, so we decided there wasn't much damage to be done. After about half an hour though, I decided to go check on him. What I found was my completely naked child who had managed to open our bedroom window three inches (we have safety latches that prevent them from opening any further) and was in the process of "cleaning" our bedroom by throwing everything that was on the floor out the second-story window into the bushes below. After much searching for a flashlight whose batteries the kids haven't worn out, Paul and I rifled through the bushes in the dark and retrieved the items featured in the picture above.

Saturday, April 17, 2010


Popular car games these days involve holding hands, shaking their heads vigorously while yelling "Stop! Go!", reminding Mama and Papa of what the different colored lights mean, reading books, and pretending to duck their heads whenever we go under tree limbs or power lines. They do not like it when I sing along to the radio. My feelings are a little bit hurt.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

They Might Be Giants

Atticus and Norah had their annual physicals today. Atticus is measuring in the 97th percentile for height and 75th percentile for weight. Norah is in the 95th percentile for height and 97th percentile for weight. This explains why we are always astounded to find out that littler kids on the playground are the same age as our own children. Since this is the second year in a row that they've measured so big, there's a very good chance that they'll both be very tall adults. I think I'm doomed to be the shorty in this family.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Spring Break

In addition to patient dogs, Norah enjoys the existence of a very patient cat. Here she is hugging Bebee's cat Piccolo tonight. Hopefully I'll get around to uploading Easter videos later.

We dyed eggs...
and they tried their first ice cream cones.
The kids have been playing outside in the backyard a lot. The picture above represents what happens when you won't stop dumping dirt over your head. Time out!

Friday, April 2, 2010

Single Ladies Devastation

If you've ever parented a toddler, you have to watch this video. Paul and I watched it twice last night and almost woke up the kids with our laughter.